{"id":785,"date":"2017-07-10T06:31:32","date_gmt":"2017-07-10T05:31:32","guid":{"rendered":"http:\/\/www.theenglishmansion.com\/blog\/?p=785"},"modified":"2025-01-22T18:59:37","modified_gmt":"2025-01-22T18:59:37","slug":"to-hell-back-part-2","status":"publish","type":"post","link":"https:\/\/www.theenglishmansion.com\/blog\/to-hell-back-part-2\/","title":{"rendered":"Man’s Ruin Pt 4: The Making of Sgt. Rock"},"content":{"rendered":"

\"\"Man’s Ruin Pt 4: The Making of Sgt. Rock<\/strong><\/span><\/p>\n

The insect like buzz of the tattoo machine filled the jungle night. Sgt. Rock twisted his neck in the strangle hold of Stella Von Stern so he could see the doorway. A shadowy figure loomed at the entrance, the moonlight glinting on the needle tip of the tattoo gun. Elsa Von Strap-On clicked her heels and marched smartly into the room.<\/span><\/h3>\n

\u201cPin him down Von Strap-On I shall begin my dictation…\u201d<\/span><\/h3>\n

Here we shall continue<\/strong><\/em><\/span><\/h3>\n

\u201cVell his dick vill not be tation so vell after we\u2019re done vith him.\u201d Smirked Elsa.<\/span><\/h3>\n

\u201cJa, and it seems his little soldier isn\u2019t standing at attention no longer.\u201d Remarked Stella. \u201cVe might need to send it to the brig.\u201d<\/span><\/h3>\n

Elsa Von Strap-On shoved him over on his back and sat on his chest as she pulled off one of her boots. The She-Kommandant then proceeded to step on the Sergeants manhood and grind her stockinged foot on it like she was putting out a cigarette on the sidewalk.<\/span><\/h3>\n

\u201cVell,\u201d began Stella, \u201cit looks like the little soldier is up for a little basic training. Go ahead and brand him as a traitor. Tattoo our emblem on his foreskin as vell as on his little helmet.\u201d<\/span><\/h3>\n

\u201cNo, please, I\u2019ll talk, I\u2019ll talk!\u201d Pleaded Sgt. Rock.<\/span><\/h3>\n

\u201cMuch too late for that now!\u201d Laughed Stella Von Stern as Elsa began piercing his manhood with the tattoo machine. He squirmed as ink and blood doted his foreskin until Elsa grabbed his genitals and squeezed them hard.<\/span><\/h3>\n

\u201cMove again and you\u2019ll lose these little knapsacks.\u201d She threatened.<\/span><\/h3>\n

The only sound in the jungle, besides his gurgling and the buzz of the tattoo machine, was the She-Kommandants sinister laughter. When Stella Von Strap-On was finished she looked down to admire her handy-work.<\/span><\/h3>\n

\u201cNicely done, Elsa, there is no vay he can ever rejoin his ranks now and not be branded a traitor. They vill think he is a spy and devoted solely to us! Now vat vas it you vere about to tell us, little man?\u201d Said Stella resting a boot on his chest.<\/span><\/h3>\n

Sgt. Rock was full of rage. He was not about to let them win. He could always get the tattoo removed, he thought.
\n<\/span>\u201cAll right, I\u2019ll talk. There\u2019s nothing to gain for me now except salvation. My top-secret mission here was to…\u201d<\/span><\/h3>\n

\u201cVell?\u201d The She-Kommandants said, in unison, leaning forward.<\/span><\/h3>\n

\u201cOur mission was a panty raid! We were supposed to clean the island of all the She-Kommandants’ panties to neutralize your forces!\u201d<\/span><\/h3>\n

\u201cFor that you vill pay dearly!\u201d Snapped Stella. <\/span>They grabbed him by the arms and dragged him to a post centered in a large wooden bucket full of water. Tying his arms and ankles to the post left him immobile.<\/span><\/h3>\n

\u201cVe have vays of making you talk.\u201d Said Stella smiling wickedly. <\/span>Elsa rolled over a cart holding a car battery. From each of the battery charges ran a cable ending in a wand that Elsa handed Stella. Elsa then shaved Wenzell’s genitals as he pleaded while sweat ran down his face like a river. She purposely did not dry off the water after rinsing him.<\/span><\/h3>\n

\u201cIt seems the big, tough, GI is not so tough after all. Vould you like some cheese to go with that vine?\u201d The Teutonic Temptress said grinning wide. \u201cNow vot is your wank and mission?\u201d<\/span><\/h3>\n

Sgt. Rock paused with wide eyes as she waved the wand in front of his face.<\/span><\/h3>\n

\u201cMy wank belongs to you and my mission is\u2026YE-OW!\u201d<\/span><\/h3>\n

Stella Von Stern touched the wand to his genitals sending jolts of electricity through him before he could finish.<\/span><\/h3>\n

\u201cToo slow, worm. If you are to be a devoted slave, you must learn to answer your superiors much quicker!\u201d ZAP! ZAP! \u201cNow vot is your mission!\u201d ZAP! ZAP! ZAP! ZAP!<\/span><\/h3>\n

Wenzell Rock could only scream, as he never had a chance to answer. She kept it up until he passed out much later. When he awoke he found his combat fatigues replaced with a maid’s uniform and chains. He whimpered as Elsa Von Strap-On shoved a mirror in his face to reveal it covered in make-up with a wig covering his head.<\/span><\/h3>\n

\u201cVine, maid.\u201d Stella called to him without looking up from some documents she was reading. He stood to grab a silver wine tray Elsa motioned to. She swiftly kneed him in the groin dropping him back to his knees.<\/span><\/h3>\n

\u201cYou vill not stand in a superiors presence! You vill crawl on your knees to her and offer it to her respectfully.\u201d Elsa commanded.<\/span><\/h3>\n

He whimpered and did as he was told, scraping his knees on the rough bamboo floor all the way across the room with the chains jingling. He held the tray up to Stella and waited.<\/span><\/h3>\n

\u201cIt seems our little maid needs more conditioning, Elsa. He does not know how to greet a superior by kissing her feet and is too stupid to pour the vine for her!\u201d<\/span><\/h3>\n

Wenzells heart raced as Elsa Von Strap-On sauntered over and raised his maid’s skirt to reveal his lacey pink panties. She began administering welts on his buttocks with a crop until he set the tray aside and began covering Stella\u2019s boots with kisses. She lifted her boot and stepped down on the top of his head bringing it to the floor.<\/span><\/h3>\n

\u201cI do believe he\u2019s not being sincere. Elsa Von Strap-On, vill you do vot you do best and subjugate this lowly creature so he knows his proper place in the vorld?\u201d<\/span><\/h3>\n

\u201cIt vill be my pleasure, commander. He vill yearn to grovel at our feet after I\u2019m done vit him!\u201d
\n<\/span>Sgt. Rock struggled to look behind him and his eyes grew to saucer size when he saw the She-Kommandant smiling at him while she buckled on a strap-on dildo.<\/span><\/h3>\n

\u201cPlease, Mistress Stella, please don\u2019t allow this! I will serve you and do as you wish!\u201d He pleaded. \u201cI will tell you all you want to know about my mission and much, much more!\u201d<\/span><\/h3>\n

\u201cSilly pet, I have known before ve captured you vot your feeble little mission vas! Continue please, sweet Elsa.\u201d<\/span><\/h3>\n

Not a sergeant, or a rock, or much less a man anymore, Wenzells screams echoed throughout the jungle island…
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by CK<\/em><\/strong><\/span><\/h3>\n

Man’s Ruin<\/strong><\/span>
\nClick the Links below to Read all 4 Parts<\/span><\/h3>\n